Me and Artemis slipped into the darkness of the alley, the air heavy and damp around us. The faint smell of the street lingered with dust, rainwater, and something metallic all around the air, but all of it faded when her body pressed into mine. Both of us leaned closer, pressing so tight that the warmth of her skin spread through the points where we touched, seeping in deeper with every second.
Her body was firm yet soft, a contrast that made it impossible for me to ignore. Every curve as well as every line pressing into me sent jolts through my chest, through my stomach, and further down. I knew I shouldn't be focusing on something like this but I couldn't help it. There really wasn't helping it. She was soft and I mean too soft, and my body betrayed me by paying attention to every tiny detail that my hands, chest, and thighs brushed against. The longer I felt her, the more the heat pooled inside me, pulling me in with the unbearable urge to bury myself deeper against her warmth.
